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Spell of Emotions
Posted On: 05/03/2008 21:56:49
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No fear to write
Not up all night
Imagination not as it seems
No flowing pen on page
In the desert, i searched for water
Instead i found a dead sea
Without a sea shore
Mountains are flat, rain is dry,
Pigeons cannot fly, wrong is right,
For me left is center, right is backward,
It seems that lately I don't care;
I don't have a thought or a notion.
It's hard to hold on and realize
it's a dry-spell of emotion.
I thought that my heart would forever feel,
that my mind would forever burn,
that my longing would forever glow,
and my soul would forever yearn.
When faith runs dry in times of stress
And sighs are all that's left,
I reach down deep and pray,
This lifeless time will meet defeat;
I'll keep on keeping on
until my life has joy again.
I'll get by and get along.
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